Russia Children For Adoption

There was a place in my life where I was in deepThis child might bring something to our family that we
thought about what I was doing to change the world.had not expected!
My husband was amazing and I had three beautifulIt took us over twenty-five hours to arrive. We
boys, a great home based business I enjoyed and Iwere put into a van and drove down an icy road to
still did not feel I was changing the world. I felt aa secluded Siberian building. It took over five hours to
strong necessity for parents to come forward forreach it. This was to be the orphanage that our Alex
kids did not have any. I made the decision to take instayed in with about sixty other children. The room
a child myself because after all, I was not a badwe were escorted to was a bright green room with
parent.large chairs. As we were trying to be patient, the
We started on our quest for an international child.women that were there took off down the hall in a
Our choice was a Russian boy to add to our growinghurry.
family of boys. The orphanages are packed withAll the excitement and travel had really started to
males and sprinkled with a few girls. We receivedcreep upon us. It was eighteen hours later than it
pictures of boys around the ages of four to ten andwas at home. We still were amazed that we were in
we set out finding the one we wanted. We grewthis place.
close to a young boy around the age of five. HisFinally, the door swung open and a big Russian
name was Alex. He came from the farthest cornerwoman entered with a tiny little boy holding her hand.
of Russia and was said to be a healthy little boy. WeHe was not five as Alex was supposed to be but
sent the money for the fee out directly.only about three years old. He was dressed in a shirt
Mounds of papers were sent for us to fill toand shorts that did not fit him and was not clean at
perfection and have notarized. Some had to carry aall. This building was very hot and we were dressed
seal that shows that the notary we used was legal.in winter apparel. This tiny boy stole our hearts
The papers were mailed back and more would comeimmediately. He said help in Russian. My husband
in. The cycle would start all over again. Blood testshugged him so tightly, they placed him on his lap, and
were due every three months. Our fingerprints werein no time at all, Alex was laughing aloud.
taken and we had a background check done. AFor three days, we stayed in a very small hotel room
homestudy was also necessary. It was requires thatwith almost nothing in it except for a bed and a chair.
we show proof of marriage, the money we made,In addition, a bathtub did not have clean water. The
and we sent in all the forms they asked for.Russians that were taking care of us asked if we
We got many different emotions from those aroundcould find someone to take their older sister at an
us. One individual would be happy about it whileorphanage here. We got as much information as we
another individual would think we were not doing thecould about her with the desire to help her. It was
right thing. The photo that was sent the first timesoon time to leave our Alex and come home with
was the only one we were allowed to have. It wasonly a few pictures of him. When we returned, the
explained that the Russians thought we were crazypapers were piling up for us to sign and return. More
and should appreciate what we were getting. Thisblood tests were needed. We were waiting until the
photo was now two years old. More time went bytime we could go back for the official court.
and we did not move for a vacation or even thinkOf course, it was longer than the three months. In
about new jobs because we never knew when wethat time, we made the choice to adopt his older
were leaving for Russia.sister also. This time, we visited in the scorching
Finally, the telephone rang and the agency we weresummertime. Nothing seemed to go right for us. Not
using notified us of the need for us to go to Russiaonly did it take prayers from all around by only God
within a week's time. This was the same week ascould help us return with these children. It was
Christmas. Our travels would take us away from oursomething we were supposed to do. It was not a
family and children to meet our new son for the firstsimple thing to complete this Russian adoption. God
time. We were skeptical about it because of notdoes not give us the option to have things made
knowing if this was right or not. What had we done?easy if they are gifted to us.